Is there anything more dangerous than sympathetic understanding?

Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?

Ah, good taste! What a dreadful thing! Taste is the enemy of creativeness.

I paint objects as I think them, not as I see them.

I don't say everything, but I paint everything.

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

I don't develop; I am.